Dylan Young left, and Fristy Davis collapsed on the bed, having narrowly escaped this disaster.
The cold sweat had already soaked through her clothes, and the fear of death had not yet left her heart. The pain she had forgotten before now swept over her entire body again.
The wound burst open, and fresh blood soaked through the gauze.
Fristy was in so much pain that she dared not even breathe, but the pain was unstoppable. She really had had enough of days like these.
Deep down, Fristy knew very well that this hellish life was just beginning. When she was cut all over her body, just like Scarlett Glenn had said, stripping her down to nothing but a skeleton, would she die then? She didn't dare think about that situation; it was too terrifying.
Anthony Davis completely indulged Scarlett Glenn. She was like a mad demon, deploying every method to torture her.
